Some things, once fate has passed, are over;
There are some things that cannot be said without having the time to say them;
Some relationships, without enough time to move forward, have to end here for the time being.
When Yan Mu sent Jiang Zhihuo out of the community, his face was gloomy.
His emotions were easy to understand. Jiang Zhihuo patted Yan Mu's shoulder and comforted him, "It's okay. We will always be good friends."
He even deliberately paused for the last three words, and Yan Mu was so angry that he didn't say a word for a long time.
Jiang Zhihuo knew Brother Yan's temper. Before Yan Mu raised his hand to hit him, he jumped out a step, and after a while he leaned against Yan Mu in a casual manner.
"Brother Yan, it's okay."
It's a pity that the kiss didn't happen, but the person is here and won't run away. I can just find another opportunity next time.
Jiang Zhihuo's mentality is more open-minded than ever before.
After all, seeing Yan Xueshen's frustrated expression makes me feel pretty good.
Before long, car lights came on at the intersection ahead, and the Didi car they called stopped in front of the community gate and honked at the two people waiting for the car.
Jiang Zhihuo waved to Yan Mu and got in the car.
Yan Mu watched the car drive into the driveway and was about to go back when Qu Xiao asked in the group: I learned a few cocktail mixing methods to show off and pick up girls! Is there anyone who wants to try it? ! Yan Mu Wenda
Wenda sent a photo of the wedding venue.
Wenda: Thanks for the invitation. I’m in Hawaii and can’t go back for the time being.
Qu Xiao: Is this how you use “thank you for the invitation”
Qu Xiao: Brother Yan Muyan, you've given our top bartender such a long vacation, don't you have to come over and make up for it
Yan Mu:.
Xiangyao Bar.
Yan Mu came back very quickly this time, wearing a T-shirt, a jacket, and overalls. He was dressed very casually and didn't look like he was here to go clubbing.
As soon as he arrived, he sat at the bar with a sullen face.
Qu Xiao rarely saw Yan Mu with this expression. He was as cold as ever, but it seemed that there was a hint of... melancholy
"What happened to Master Yan?"
Qu Xiao put the ingredients into the shaker, held it with both hands, and shook it in an extremely pretentious posture.
Qu Xiao asked him: "Although I forced you to come, you shouldn't be so reluctant, right?"
As soon as he finished asking the question, Qu Xiao suddenly paused, his hand still in the air. He paused for a while without moving: "... Young Master Yan, wait a minute, I forgot the steps, let me check."
He took out his phone and placed it on the bar, tilting his head while reading and continuing, muttering: "Put ice cubes in the glass... Pour in the shaken wine and Coke... Garnish with lemon slices and cherries... Hey, it's done!"
Qu Xiao pushed the prepared Long Island Iced Tea in front of Yan Mu and asked, "How is it?"
The colors of the prepared cocktails are all in line and look very professional.
Yan Mu took a sip silently under Qu Xiao's expectant gaze, put down the cup and said nothing.
Qu Xiao: “?”
Yan Mu: “…”
Qu Xiao: "Okay!!!"
Of course he knew what this meant.
It just doesn’t taste good!
Making cocktails is like cooking, it’s all about mystery. There are tutorials and ingredient lists, but the taste of cocktails prepared by different people is just different!
Shin's drinks are beautiful and delicious. Some girls come every night just to drink his drinks. But it's not the same for Boss Qu himself. Young Master Yan doesn't even say a perfunctory "not bad".
It seems like there is no hope of using the skill of mixing drinks to pick up girls.
"So, Master Yan, what's wrong with you?" Qu Xiao stood at the bar and resigned himself to putting away his tools, but the spirit of gossip lives on. Ever since Master Yan said he wanted to pursue Shin, his character has been ruined every time.
Qu Xiao guessed and asked, "Did the date go wrong?"
Yan Mu: “…”
Being tried three times in a kiss definitely wasn't going to go smoothly.
He turned the phone screen to Qu Xiao again.
Jiang Zhihuo just posted a selfie with another person on his Moments, captioned: Show everyone my brother!!
The two people in the photo were sitting together in the back seat of the car. Jiang Zhihuo leaned forward and held up his phone. The man in the photo with him was also very handsome, with gentle features, gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, and a gentle smile like a big boy.
Mutual friends commented: Brother Li is back! Long time no see! Senior is finally back to Lincheng!
Yan Mu: "I spent a day with him and there was no circle of friends."
When these words came out, Qu Xiao hadn't reacted yet and thought he was hallucinating.
I must have heard it wrong!
How could Brother Yan speak in such a tone
But when he saw Yan Mu frowning slightly, clicking the "like" button sourly, then putting his phone upside down on the table and gulping down the glass of extremely unpalatable wine, Qu Xiao began to believe his hearing.
He heard it right!
The person who just spoke was really Brother Yan!
Is this the style of Yan Ge in love? !
Just as Qu Xiao was exclaiming, "Love changes people's style of painting," the door of the bar was pushed open, and a man in a suit walked in. Seeing that there was no familiar bartender at the bar, he seemed a little anxious, but politely asked Qu Xiao, "Boss, Shin is not here today? I remember he has a shift on Sunday night?"
When Boss Qu heard this, he nodded proudly at Yan Mu and said, "Next week, he will definitely come next week. If he doesn't come again because of something else, I will fire him."
Yan Mu: “…”
On the surface, these words were a response to the man, but in reality they were directed at Yan Mu, and were an obvious threat.
"Okay, I understand." Hearing this, the man picked up his briefcase again and glanced at Yan Mu out of the corner of his eye before walking out of the bar.
The wind chime on the door rang, and the door closed automatically. Qu Xiao saw that everyone had left, and came up to Yan Mu and said, "See, Shin is still very popular! He has come over to ask about it several times!"
"Why did he ask Shin?"
"I don't know. Maybe she thinks the cocktails are delicious. Shin's performance is always the best. As an adult, he works like a normal person during the day, but when he comes to the bar at night, he takes off all the shackles and acts as crazy as he wants." Although the bar was given by his brother, Qu Xiao has been a boss for such a long time and has met many people. As he said this, he thought of another possibility, "Aha, maybe she likes him. You know, bars, right? When you get drunk, you flirt with people..."
Yan Mu glanced at him sideways, his eyes as sharp as knives.
Qu Xiao wisely shut his mouth and didn't say anything further.
The next day I saw Jiang Zhihuo at school.
In the new week, Jiang Zhihuo did not sleep in and got up early because Yan Mu asked him if he wanted to have breakfast together the night before.
High school students have breakfast in the classroom.
When he arrived at school, a group of people were eating breakfast together. Jiang Zhihuo said "Good morning" to them and lay down on the desk to catch up on his sleep.
The journey is long, so he has to get up earlier. Others can get up at 6:50, but he has to get up at 6:00, considering the time waiting for the bus and the time on the way.
So before I moved to Yan Mu's house, I was late almost every day. I had to work part-time at night and get up at six in the daytime. It was impossible and too difficult.
"Hey, Brother Huo, what are you eating?" Sun Liyu saw Jiang Zhihuo coming in empty-handed, "You didn't come to the classroom just to sleep... did you?"
Sun Liyu got stuck halfway through his question and didn't need to continue asking. Brother Huo definitely didn't come here to sleep because he saw Yan Xueshen carrying a bag of breakfast and walking into Class 1.
Sun Liyu: !!!!!!!!!
This is a date in the classroom!
Yan Shen, the student from Class 3-4, walks with great aura. Although he is the same age as the other students in high school, he comes from a wealthy family and has been trained in martial arts. Compared with him, the other high school students are like little chickens and are very timid. When they saw Yan Shen coming in, they gave up their seats to him without saying a word, without mentioning the matter of visiting other classes.
"You're here..." Jiang Zhihuo was not at all surprised by Yan Mu's arrival. He stood up with great effort, turned around, and changed from lying on his own desk to facing Yan Mu, lying on Changluo's desk.
Not awake yet, without even the strength to raise his hands, Jiang Zhihuo moved slowly like a dying old man, trying to reach the soy milk not far away. Seeing that he had difficulty moving, Yan Mu helped him plug in the soy milk, placed it in front of him, and said, "Do you want to feed me?"
"No thanks." Jiang Zhihuo retorted, "Thank you, my friend."
"..." Yan Mu now had a very bad impression of these two words. He said, "I suggest you stop using the word 'friend'."
Jiang Zhihuo smiled and held the straw in his mouth: "Good friends."
Yan Mu blocked his mouth with a piece of steamed bun.
The dumplings in this shop are thin and have lots of fillings. Jiang Zhihuo propped up his face and bit into the dumplings directly, chewing them. A small bump appeared on his left cheek.
Yan Mu peeled the tea eggs for Jiang Zhihuo again, and thought of the man in a suit yesterday: "Someone asked you in the bar yesterday."
"Just ask." Jiang Zhihuo was used to it. He was so handsome that there were so many people asking him questions. But considering what he was doing recently, he still asked, "Who is it?"
"The one wearing a suit." Yan Mu said.
"!"
When Jiang Zhihuo heard this description, he immediately stood up, took a sip of soy milk and swallowed the steamed bun: "You didn't talk to that person?"
"No." Yan Mu, "I left after asking."
Jiang Zhihuo took the tea egg and said, "I can't explain this for now. Don't go to the bar during this time."
Yan Mu raised his eyes, his gaze passed over Jiang Zhihuo's suddenly serious brows, without asking any more questions, he just said: "Okay."
After a short breakfast, Yan Mu returned to the classroom and took a look at the CP post before class.
Sure enough, the cp post was updated again.
The CP girls were still full of energy early in the morning. Some said they saw Yan Xueshen and Jiang Xueba eating breakfast at the same table in the classroom, and a bunch of groundhogs screamed instantly from below.
Yan Mu quit the forum.
Very good. My mood has improved a lot since I didn’t get posted on WeChat Moments and was choked by the word “friend” early in the morning.
A flag-raising ceremony was held during the break on Monday, after which several people from the competition class were gathered in the office.
"This Wednesday, everyone will go to Jiangcheng to participate in the competition preliminaries. The trip will be about three days. Please work hard for the next two days."
The teacher in charge of the competition informed us of a series of subsequent competition procedures and precautions, and told us that since we had to go out, we needed our parents’ signature for consent, and gave each person a form.
After receiving the signature sheet, Yan Mu frowned.
Just then, a few high school girls came outside the office and stretched their heads to look inside.
"It's the senior!"
“It’s true!”
"Senior Li is so handsome, oh my god!"
"A few times ago, I heard that there was a very handsome senior, but I didn't pay much attention to him. Now I see that he is really handsome!"
Several girls were making quite a bit of noise, and the man who was listening to the notification was distracted, so he followed the girls' gaze and looked to the other side.
I didn't notice it because there were too many people in the office just now. Now that everyone has left, I found that there was a young man in a camel coat chatting with Ding Jianhui.
The young man had a gentle appearance, with a shirt under his coat, which was buttoned up meticulously to the top. He looked like a researcher, and looked exactly like Brother Li in Jiang Zhihuo's circle of friends.
As the number of people decreased, the noise in the office also became quieter. Li Muhe's gratified tone was heard, and he smiled and said, "Is that so? It's good that Xiaohuo has made progress. Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Ding."
"Oh, no, no." Ding Jianhui held the wolfberry tea in his hand and pointed at Yan Mu without taking any credit. "It was Yan Mu from Class 4 who helped with the extra lessons."
Li Muhe looked in that direction and saw a young man with very prominent facial features but a very cold expression looking at him.
He nodded at him gently.
There was a commotion outside the door, and one more head popped its head in. Jiang Zhihuo waved at Yan Mu, then looked nervously in the direction of Li Muhe.
Li Muhe obviously noticed him as well. After chatting with Ding Jianhui, he walked straight to the door. Jiang, the school bully who usually acted arrogantly, instantly became well-behaved in front of Brother Li. Li Muhe smiled and said something to him, then gently rubbed his hair.
At lunch, Zongbei and Jiang Zhihuo found a seat in the cafeteria. Zongbei asked, "I heard that Senior Muhe is coming to school?"
"Yeah." Jiang Zhihuo said helplessly, "I came back to school to see my teacher, but the first thing I did when I came in was to ask Lao Ding about my grades! I'm so miserable!"
“Hahahahahaha.” Zong Bei laughed mercilessly, “You have come to this day! I told you to skip class! Only the senior can control you!”
"So who is Brother Li?" Yan Mu put the dinner plate next to Jiang Zhihuo, and Xie Qiu sat opposite him.
The four people gathered at the table again.
Jiang Zhihuo told everyone else that Li Muhe was his brother, his real brother. They had different surnames, and no one thought it was strange. Nowadays, there are many brothers with different surnames. One takes the father's surname and the other takes the mother's surname. It's normal. What's more, they have a really good relationship. It's hard to see in high school. Zong Bei and Jiang Zhihuo were classmates in junior high school. They helped each other one-on-one that year. I went to his house several times and saw it clearly.
But Yan Mu had not gotten along with Jiang Zhihuo before, and had never added him on WeChat, let alone asked about him, so naturally he didn't know the relationship between Li Muhe and him.
"My brother." Jiang Zhihuo said.
Yan Mu asked again: "Why?"
"Hey, what's the reason?" Zong Bei has always liked Li Muhe, and has said more than once that he envies Jiang Zhihuo for having such a good brother. "Anyway, Senior Muhe is really good to Brother Huo. They lived together in junior high school. Senior would pick him up after school every day, bring him snacks and warmth..."
Zongbei was an only child and could not experience the love between brothers, but he was envious and talked about it incessantly.
"Didn't I provide one-on-one support for Brother Huo in the third year of junior high school? Anyway, I don't know how you did it, Yan Shen, I was about to collapse! Senior Mu He bought a lot of things for me, and even said very apologetically: 'Xiao Huo, thank you for your trouble', and he was very doting on me. If he had any small things, he would give them to Brother Huo first. To be honest, if I had a brother like this, I would be so happy!"
He talked a lot, but Yan Mu showed no expression at all. He ate a bite of food calmly and said, "No wonder he posted on WeChat Moments yesterday but not me."
Jiang Zhihuo: “…?”
Zong Bei was stunned for a moment, and felt that something was wrong: "Why do I feel that this is a bit sour?"
Xie Qiu: "Should I not sit at this table?"
Yan Mu still had no expression on his face.
"… "
“… … …”
No matter how you look at it, they're going to be upset
Seeing that the situation was not right, the two people on the opposite side wanted to escape on the spot.
Zongbei gave a rather blunt excuse, not caring whether the window seats were already occupied: "Ah, Qiuzi, let's go to the window side, the view is better!"
Xie Qiu: "I think so too, let's go!"
The two of them picked up their plates and ran away.
As a result, the two men walked too fast, and the cafeteria floor was greasy and slippery. Zong Bei lost his balance and bumped into a passerby. The food on the plate was fine, but the soup spilled and spilled on half of Yan Mu's pants.
"Ah, sorry, Yan Shen!" Zongbei panicked and threw the plate on the table. He just wanted to escape, but he didn't expect to lose his life instead!
He quickly took out a tissue and was about to wipe Yan Mu.
Yan Mu rolled up his sleeves when he was eating, revealing most of his arms, and the soup spilled on his hands. Zong Bei blew the tissue into his hands without thinking.
The three people on the other side were paying attention to the pants, but when they saw Zongbei trying to touch them, it was too late.
Xie Qiu knew that Brother Yan didn’t like being touched, but he didn’t know the reason, so he just shouted, “Don’t touch Brother Yan!” and Zong Bei quickly put his hands away.
“What, what, what happened!!”
He was frightened by Xie Qiu's howl and it took him a while to react.
Half of Yan Xue Shen's arm was red, especially his wrist. This area was originally white, and now it was redder, so that even the blue blood vessels were clearly visible.
"Fuck." Zong Bei was shocked. "How did you get burned like this? I'm sorry, Yan Shen. Why don't we go to the hospital?"
"No need." Yan Mu took out a tissue and wiped it clean bit by bit, saying, "It's none of your business, let's eat."
Jiang Zhihuo stood up at this time, and stopped making jokes, saying, "You guys continue eating, Brother Yan, follow me."
The two of them had only finished half of their meal when they walked out of the cafeteria one after the other.
Jiang Zhihuo took out some clean clothes from the storage room. They were usually prepared for physical education class, so they were just right for Yan Mu to wear. While he was waiting for him, Yan Mu had already washed off the soup stains on her arms.
Jiang Zhihuo handed him the bag of clothes and asked him to go to the bathroom to change.
At this time, most people were eating in the cafeteria, and there was no one near the storage room. Jiang Zhihuo was waiting outside the toilet, and the red marks on Yan Mu's hands kept appearing in his eyes.
This time I saw it very clearly, it only appeared after Zongbei touched it.
Jiang Zhihuo rushed inside and asked, "Did your hand get burned?"
Changing clothes? There was a rustling sound coming from the cubicle. When Yan Mu heard the question, his movements stopped, and the sound also stopped for a moment. He replied, "No."
"Why is that?" Jiang Zhihuo asked bluntly, "Because Zongbei touched you?"
This time Yan Mu did not answer. He continued to change his clothes. After changing, he pulled Jiang Zhihuo's wrist and asked him, "Would you like some milk tea?"
Such an abrupt change of topic showed that he didn't want to mention it.
Jiang Zhihuo couldn’t understand why, if Zong Bei touched Yan Mu, he would have a red mark, but why was nothing wrong when he touched him
But he is not a doctor, so if Brother Yan doesn't tell him, he won't understand. He can only suppress the desire to explore and say, "Drink it."
He had only eaten half of his meal, which was totally insufficient for a young man who had just turned 18 a few months ago.
There were quite a lot of people queuing up to order at the milk tea shop at lunch time. Jiang Zhihuo and Yan Mu didn't wait stupidly at the front desk. They scanned the code, found a seat, and ordered online.
There was a young couple sitting at the next table. They had already ordered and were waiting for their milk tea, so we chatted for a while.
"Did you watch the news?" the girl asked.
"What news?" the boy asked.
"Another senior high school student ran away from home." The girl pointed out the news to the boy.
The boy read out the title: "Senior high school students are under too much pressure, and they run away from home frequently? No, why would they run away from home?" He didn't quite understand these people's logic.
Girl: "I was under a lot of pressure, I didn't do well on the exam, my family was pushing me too hard, running away from home is still considered a good idea, wasn't there someone who jumped off a building a few years ago because he did poorly on the exam?"
Jiang Zhihuo listened to the two people chatting next to him, looked at the menu on his phone, and asked, "What would you like to drink, Brother Yan?"
Yan Mu comes to this restaurant occasionally, and every time he orders the same thing: "Four Seasons Spring with Boba."
"How sweet is it?" Jiang Zhihuo asked.
"Five points."
Jiang Zhihuo tapped on the screen, ordered Yan Mu's and his own, and asked if anyone in the class wanted milk tea, and ordered some for the few people who had signed up.
He put down his phone, glanced out the window, and saw a man standing on the side of the road, looking into the milk tea shop.
What is meant to come will come.
In fact, this person was very skilled and was not conspicuous among a group of students, but it was not the first time that Jiang Zhihuo had seen a similar scene, and he was shocked at the first sight.
He pretended not to see it and chatted with Yan Mu.
"You're going to Jiangcheng on Wednesday?"
"yes."
"How long?"
"Three days, back on Saturday."
Jiang Zhihuo lowered his eyes and saw the red mark again. Yan Mu had already pulled down his sleeves, but a little bit of blood was still visible at the cuffs.
He wanted to touch it, but didn't dare: "Does it hurt?"
Yan Mu shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
At that moment Jiang Zhihuo was a little dazed again.
When he was a child, Qin Ge was always like this. He would not let him look at the red marks on his hands and body. When he asked him if it hurt, Qin Ge would always shake his head and say, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
These three words made Jiang Zhihuo walk back into his memories.
Sometimes, Yan Mu gave him a feeling that he was very much like Brother Qin.
But he was also very clear that he didn't treat anyone as who, but there was always an idea in his mind that he wanted to catch, but subconsciously he felt it was impossible, and it would slip through his fingertips every time.
The milk tea shop is quite efficient. After waiting for more than ten minutes, they finished packing up. When I left the milk tea shop, the person who was outside had already left.
It’s still a short walk back to school. The autumn wind is very light, kissing the slightly yellow leaves and bringing down the autumn colors.
The two were walking quietly. When they were about to reach the school gate, Yan Mu suddenly asked, "Why do you live with your senior?"
Others don’t know, but Yan Mu knows.
The person in front of him was Yun Zhou, who should have had nothing to do with Li Muhe.
They would not have been apart all these years.
Jiang Zhihuo pretended to be mysterious and drew out the last line of his voice: "This is a very long, very long story."
"you say."
"As for me, I escaped from my dirty home when I was very young, and happened to meet a destined person with a dream. He asked me, are you willing to live with us? I can give you a new identity..."
"..." Yan Mu interrupted him, a little exaggerated, "Are you stupid?"
Jiang Zhihuo: "I'm talking to you seriously!"
Yan Mu: "You continue."
"You don't believe it at all!" Jiang Zhihuo was about to give up, but Yan Mu gave him a way out and he hurried away. He turned around pretending to be angry and said, "I won't say any more."
But what he didn't expect was that just after he said this, Yan Mu, who had been righteously calling him an idiot half a minute ago, said something silently.
“Actually, I’m a little jealous,” he said.
"Hmm?" Jiang Zhihuo, "What are you jealous of?"
No matter how much he asked Yan Mu, he still couldn't tell her the rest. Of course, she couldn't tell him. She was jealous that he could stay with her for so long, but she couldn't tell him that now.
"You're leaving."
"Hmm... Hmm."
Jiang Zhihuo was waiting by the bed for Yan Mu to clean up the table. Seeing the suitcase next to his table, he felt a little lonely, "Three days."
After class on Wednesday afternoon, a bus stopped at the school gate to pick up students from the competition class to go to Jiangcheng.
The hotel over there had already been booked. It was originally a double room, but later Yan Mu took the initiative to say that there was no need to book his room as he didn't like living with others, so he booked a single room for himself.
Those who participated in the competition had to submit a consent form signed by their parents. Yan Mu signed it himself. Jiang Zhihuo happened to go to him at that time and saw him sign the form with his own eyes.
Qin Poetry.
"This is my mother." Yan Mu said.
Speaking of which, Jiang Zhihuo seldom heard Yan Mu mention his mother. Only once did he say that his mother was a very respectable omega.
This is the second time.
Yan Mu dragged the suitcase and walked out, and Jiang Zhihuo followed. Girls would take two photos when they saw them, they were used to it, and soon these photos would be found on the forum.
Since they were going to compete, Jiang Zhihuo brought up a topic that fits the situation: "Are you planning to take the recommendation or the college entrance examination?"
"It depends on the situation." Yan Mu said.
It's a bit late to ask this topic in the third year of high school. People who want to be admitted to university through recommendation have been participating in various competitions from the beginning. Yan Mu also participated, but it was a competition class organized by the school, so he didn't practice specifically.
It is this kind of people who are the most hateful. They can always win awards even if they practice on their own. Brain is a good thing, and some people are born better than others.
But no matter what path he takes, Brother Yan can get into a good school. The only difference is whether he or someone else will be the top scorer.
There were a lot of people leaving after school. Halfway through his walk, Jiang Zhihuo's lower abdomen began to ache again. At this moment, the crowd pushed Yan Mu and Jiang Zhihuo apart. Yan Mu didn't see his face wrinkle instantly, and when the two of them bumped into each other again, the pain in his lower abdomen had gone away.
Recently, my lower abdomen has been cramping, but it's fine after a few seconds. Although it's not a big deal, it has happened a few times. Jiang Zhihuo still plans to go to the hospital for a check-up on the weekend and make an appointment soon.
There were still parents waiting outside the bus at the school gate.
At this point in our training, everyone is a little baby. Going out to participate in a competition by oneself, even if it is only for three days, is definitely not as comfortable as being at home.
Several parents felt sorry for their children and insisted on sending them off.
"The baby is fine. It's only three days. Just get through it."
"Mom, my classmates and teachers are here, please don't call me like that."
Yan Mu took the initiative to stand aside, and Jiang Zhihuo waited with him.
Just then, Yan Mu suddenly called him.
"Jiang Zhihuo."
His full name.
Jiang Zhihuo was stunned when he heard this. They usually didn't call each other by their names when they chatted, and when they occasionally called each other, they would call each other Brother Huo, Brother Yan, etc.
This time the full name was called, and the atmosphere suddenly became serious, making Jiang Zhihuo feel as if he was being called out by the teacher for sleeping in class.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Zhihuo turned his head to look at him, "If it's nothing serious, then you'll be beaten if you call me like that."
The concerned parent over there has already hugged his child.
Yan Mu on this side also stretched out his hand and gently held Jiang Zhihuo in his arms.
They were in a good position, with the rear end of the car blocking other people's view, so no one could see that in the cramped corner, two boys of similar height were hugging each other.
This hug came suddenly. Jiang Zhihuo patted Yan Mu on the back and asked, "What's wrong, Brother Yan?"
Yan Mu did not answer, but tilted his head and kissed Jiang Zhihuo on the ear.
The soft touch touched the earlobe and then left, but the place that was touched became hot and endless.
"Jiang Zhihuo." Yan Mu called his full name again.
The sound brushed past my ears, intertwined with the touch that had not yet faded, and sunk deep into my heart.
Jiang Zhihuo felt his whole face was burning. He wanted to push Yan Mu away, but failed. He could only slap him hard: "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't be so coquettish."
Yan Mu hugged him tighter again, and the pheromones smelling of rain and dew lingered around her body, smelling very good.
He lowered his voice so that only the two of them could hear.
He had been holding back on this sentence for several days. He had wanted to say it since he saw Li Muhe appear in his circle of friends.
"Don't leave anymore." Yan Mu said.
The alpha has a strong possessiveness. He becomes jealous and crazy when he thinks about how others have been taking care of his boat for so many years.
He was so jealous that he wanted to wrap himself up in a circle.
No matter how good Brother Li is or how long we have been apart, you are mine.
Yan Mu paused, then said: "You are mine."
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